Chapter 425 (1/2)



425 Tool Zhong Li (3)

“Senior Hua …” Looking at his master’s back, young master Liu asked the beautiful middle-aged woman beside him, “”Can my master get me a magic tool?”

He was still unwilling to give up. The seven stars sword was considered a high-ranking magic weapon in the mo Pavilion. Now that it was destroyed, he would definitely be punished when he returned to the sect.

Most importantly, it was impossible for him to obtain another magic tool.

Moreover, there was no one who did not know the name of the Directorate of Celestials, and every martial artist desired to obtain a magic tool produced by the Directorate of Celestials.

Under the great temptation, even if they knew that the hope was slim, they were still willing to daydream.

“Do you know why your master said that the note was a cover for young people to save face and told you not to have any expectations?” The beautiful woman asked.

The group of juniors, including young master Liu, shook their heads.

because Song Qing is the direct disciple of the director. His status in Da Feng’s Jianghu is no less than that of the emperor’s Prince. Do you understand? ”

He understood now. So that note from the young man was really just a cover for his face. How could he order a Prince who served the pugilistic world around with just a note?

On the other side, the middle-aged swordsman climbed up a flight of stairs made of white marble and entered the first floor, the hall where ninth-grade doctors gathered.

A strong medicinal fragrance assailed their nostrils. The white-robed warlocks were busy with their own tasks. Some were cooking medicinal herbs, some were copying the shape of the medicinal herbs, and some were sorting and choosing …

“Who are you?” A white-robed sorcerer came forward.

The middle-aged swordsman quickly lowered his head and cupped his fists.”I am yang yuchan from the ink Pavilion of the Jianzhou province.”

Ink Pavilion in Jianzhou, never heard of it … “Just tell me what you need,” the white-robed sorcerer waved his hand.

“I want to see Song Qing … This silver Gong was given to me by a Yamen watchman surnamed Xu.” The middle-aged swordsman took out the note and offered it humbly.

If young master Liu were to see his master’s current state, he would definitely have mixed feelings. His master often dealt heavy blows to the younger generation, but in front of a doctor with no cultivation, he was submissive.

The white-robed Warlock took the note and unfolded it. His expression immediately became extremely serious, and he said, “Wait here!

He hurried upstairs.

This … The middle-aged swordsman was stunned. The other party’s reaction was beyond his expectations.

No, can this fish really be exchanged for a magic weapon? How could that be possible?

But soon, the white-robed sorcerer who had just gone upstairs returned with something in his hand, which perfectly answered the middle-aged swordsman’s question.

It was an ordinary-looking sword, without any fancy tassels. The scabbard and hilt were not inlaid with gold or jade pieces.

It was simple and plain.

“Here!”

The white-robed sorcerer extended his hand and handed it over. When the middle-aged swordsman hurriedly received it, he turned around and went back to his own business.

I should go too … The middle-aged swordsman didn’t have time to look at the sword. He held it in his arms and left the Directorate of Celestials silently.

“Master is out.” Young master Liu said in surprise.

“There, there really are magic tools?” Rongrong saw the middle-aged swordsman holding a sword in his arms.

The middle-aged swordsman came to the front of the crowd and looked at the magical weapon in his arms. He hesitated for a moment and said, “”Let’s leave this place.”

The beautiful woman nodded, but her eyes were still fixed on the simple-looking sword.

After walking for a while, the stargazing tower behind them got further and further away. When they reached a secluded place, the middle-aged swordsman stopped and examined the sword in his arms.

“Master, quick, quick, take. look …” Young master Liu’s heart was burning. He was even more excited than when he saw a beautiful woman lying on the bed.

The middle-aged swordsman gripped the hilt of his sword and slowly pulled it out. Clang … A bright sword light was reflected in everyone’s eyes, making them close their eyes subconsciously.

The sword was four feet long and had a natural cloud pattern on its body. The blade emitted a cold aura, and when one’s fingertips touched it, the sword Qi would immediately tear open a wound.

sword Qi is born by itself. It’s actually sword Qi …